The flowers in front of me beautifully express infinity.There are goddesses of beauty at every turn, and forever still young beauties yearn, for peace and love disguised as lust,but for truth if we would all be truly loved,the concept of lust would be unplugged.There would be only love, and copious amounts.Drowning your sorrows in seas of tomorrowHold no purpose in the oceans of love.We are both always in love and still ignorant of this fact.Why O why do we set our heart on attack?